Chapter 112

Anthony Scarface stood frozen, disbelief etched across his face as he watched the chaos settle. His eyes darted to Jaden, sizing him up again like he hadn't already witnessed enough.

"Where... Where the hell did this monster come from?" Anthony muttered under his breath, his voice trembling with awe and caution. "No wonder even Vincent couldn't last a minute... This guy's not ordinary..."

Meanwhile, Williams Gravesend sat slumped in his chair, face bruised, pride shattered, the weight of the signed documents in Jaden's hand sealing his fate.

Jaden glanced at the papers, a satisfied smirk curling on his lips. "The Gravesend Group... Your precious empire... All mine now." He flipped through the documents, his eyes pausing as he tapped one specific page. "Funny... You bastards snatched away my aunt's house all those years ago," his eyes darkened, "Time to return the favor... I'm giving her a little 'gift'."

Williams's eyes twitched with helpless rage, his face bruised, his voice hoarse. "C- Can I... Can I leave now?"

Jaden's gaze snapped to him, sharp as a blade. His smirk widened dangerously. "Leave?" He let out a low chuckle. "I don't mind letting you go... But I have to make sure the Scarface Family is willing to let you walk away first."

Williams's face stiffened, veins bulging on his forehead. "You...!"

Before his fury could boil over, Anthony Scarface stepped in, his smile broad but dripping with mockery. He casually threw an arm around Williams's shoulder like they were old friends, his voice playful, but his eyes cold and venomous.

"Relax, Mr. Williams..." Anthony whispered, tightening his grip. “I'm a businessman. I'd never stoop to anything illegal... Everything that's about to happen? Perfectly by the book."

Williams's throat went dry. He'd lived long enough to know exactly what that meant -the kind of 'by the book' that leaves no fingerprints but buries reputations six feet deep.

Scarface is more dangerous than I thought... Williams cursed internally, his fists clenching with suppressed rage and fear.

Anthony straightened, snapping his fingers toward the door. "Bring it in."

A suited guard stepped forward, holding a thick folder, its contents locked and damning.

"Years of dirt... Documents, recordings, transactions..." Anthony's eyes sparkled with satisfaction as he gestured to the guard. “Hand it over to the anti-corruption bureau... Let's wrap this up neatly."

Williams's heart sank. His knees buckled, collapsing onto the floor as reality crashed down like a hammer.

Defeated. Ruined. Exposed.

"This... This is karma, Williams Gravesend," Anthony said coldly, towering over the man who once held the city in his pocket. "You' you could crush people.

thought

forever Guess your times up.

Minutes later, sirens wailed outside as uniformed officers poured in, sweeping the office like a tidal wave.

Vincent, barely conscious, was

yanked to his feet and cuffed.

Williams, broken and humiliated, didn't resist as they dragged him away his eyes et Jaden's one last time hatred burning, but fear overwhelming it.

A stern officer approached Jaden, extending a hand in gratitude. "Thank you for your cooperation, citizen. You've helped expose a major criminal network today."

Jaden shook his hand briefly, offering a polite smile but saying nothing more.

As the police led the Gravesend brothers away, Jaden turned to leave-when a small figure darted toward him.

It was Fate, her eyes wide with admiration, her cheeks flushed with excitement. She

clung to his arm, practically bouncing with energy.

"You're incredible, mister!” Fate

beamed, her voice sweet but

determined. "I was going to beg my

dad to find you a job... but turns out,

you own the company now!" Her

eyes sparkled with amazement.

Jaden's expression softened, the sharp edge briefly fading. “You can call me

Jaden,” he replied, his tone calm but gentle.

Fate grinned ear to ear, still clinging to his arm.

Anthony Scarface approached next, straightening his expensive suit, his expression respectful for the first time that day.

"Young brother," Anthony addressed Jaden formally, inclining his head slightly. "What you did today... The Scarface family owes you. If you ever need anything, our doors are open."

Jaden gave a casual nod, his confidence unshaken. “I'll keep that in mind." His eyes glinted with quiet ambition. "But for now... I have other business."

Anthony's eyes narrowed slightly but said nothing as Jaden turned to leave.

Jaden waved lazily over his shoulder, his voice low, dangerous, laced with wicked satisfaction.

"Time to pay the Blake family a little visit..."

A cruel grin spread across his face, dark intentions burning in his gaze as he disappeared through the exit.